I never planned on fucking my mom and sister. It just happened one humid summer night when my dad was out of town on business. I was twenty-two, home from college, and the house felt too quiet until my mom, Linda, walked into the kitchen in a thin tank top and panties, her full tits barely contained. She poured herself a glass of wine and caught me staring.
"You like what you see, baby?" she asked, voice low and direct. Before I could answer, she pressed against me, grabbed my cock through my shorts, and said, "You've been hard for me for years. Time to do something about it."
She dropped to her knees right there on the linoleum, yanked my shorts down, and swallowed my dick in one wet gulp. Her mouth was hot and sloppy, tongue swirling the head while she stroked the shaft with both hands. I fucked her face, hands in her hair, grunting as she gagged and drooled down her chin.
My sister, Rachel, walked in while Mom was still sucking. She was nineteen, fresh out of high school, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her ass. She froze for a second, eyes wide, then smiled slow and dirty.
"Starting without me?" she said, peeling the shirt off. Her perky tits bounced free, nipples hard. She came over, kissed Mom on the mouth with my cock between them, and they both licked me together, tongues meeting around my shaft.
We moved to the living room couch. Mom stripped completely and spread her legs, shaved pussy already glistening. "Eat me first," she ordered. I buried my face between her thighs, licking her clit in fast circles while Rachel straddled Mom's face and got eaten too. The sounds were filthywet slurping, moans, Mom telling me to tongue-fuck her deeper.
Rachel climbed off and pushed me onto my back. She sank down on my cock in one smooth motion, her tight cunt gripping me like a fist.
"Fuck, big brother," she groaned, riding hard, tits bouncing. Mom sat on my face again, grinding her wet pussy on my mouth while she and Rachel made out above me.
We switched positions constantly. I fucked Mom from behind while she ate Rachel out. Rachel rode my face while Mom sucked my balls. At one point they both bent over the couch side by side, asses up, and I took turns slamming into each of them, switching holes every few strokes. Their moans mixed together, Mom begging for it harder, Rachel calling me a dirty fucker.
Eventually I had Mom on her back, legs over my shoulders, pounding her deep while Rachel sat on her face. Mom came first, screaming into Rachel's pussy, her walls pulsing around my cock. I pulled out and shoved into Rachel next, fucking her until she squirted all over Mom's tits. Then both of them got on their knees and took my load across their faces and open mouths, licking it off each other afterward.
We didn't stop that night. We moved to the bedroom, fucked in the shower, on the floor, everywhere. Mom rode me while Rachel sat on my face again. Rachel let me fuck her ass while Mom fingered herself and talked dirty. By morning we were all sore, covered in sweat and cum, but already planning the next time Dad was gone.
That was the start. Now whenever we're alone, it's the same raw, greedy fuckingmom, sister, and me, no limits, no shame. Just bodies and need.
